The host is red and black, and the system can only chirp

Xi Mingming wore linen clothes, straw sandals, and tied his long hair into a high ponytail. He was covered in dust and dirt every day, and frequently went back and forth between the glass workshop and the porcelain workshop to help the craftsmen improve their technology.

During this period, Sect Leader Xi was forced to put aside other matters at hand... For no other reason, maintaining armored heavy cavalry was a real expense.

Sect Leader Xi had to speed up the research and development of the Grand Master brand, limited edition, luxury goods.

Sincerely, anxious to produce the finished product.

From south to north, the trade routes under the command of Xi Zongzhu were unimpeded. No matter how chaotic the world was, no one dared to provoke the Grand Master easily when his banner was raised.

Captain Zhang Shu, we are just waiting for the goods to come out, and then we will start slaughtering them according to the list of aristocratic families drawn up by Gao Hongde, Li Shimin and Wang Rengong, according to the region... no, we will start selling them.

Of course, Master Xi has emphasized that border residents must not engage in regional discrimination and must not forget their noble friends on the plateaus and grasslands.

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Xi Mingming did have an impression of the general process of firing glass and porcelain.

But the distance between this and truly making beautiful glass products and porcelain of modern standards... To give an easily understandable example, it is almost the same as a primary school student getting into a 985 university.

Fortunately, the craftsmen at that time were all craftsmen who were truly willing to work hard and study.

With their full help, Xi Mingming was able to create glassware with good transparency and few bubbles, as well as the breathtakingly beautiful celadon porcelain of that era.

The success was not only due to the hard work of the craftsmen, but also due to Xi Mingming's use of... coal. Yes, coal in the general sense.

The border town at the end of the Sui Dynasty is now a major coal-mining province.

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The key to the difference between pottery and porcelain is the firing temperature. Porcelain was produced in the Han Dynasty, but the firing temperature was not high and the texture was fragile, so it can only be considered as primitive porcelain.

In the Sui Dynasty, the whiteness of porcelain could reach over 70%, close to the modern fine porcelain standard.

Xi Mingming gave some pointers on the glaze and increased the firing temperature, and the craftsmen really managed to make real celadon and white porcelain... These things all embody the simple and elegant beauty advocated by Confucian culture.

This... If your family didn't have this, would you have the nerve to recite their genealogy?

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Turning the newly delivered porcelain products in his hand, Xi Mingming was thinking about who would be the first to own them so as to create the biggest public sensation.

First of all, Yang Guang is ruled out... When it comes to selecting soldiers and generals, Sect Leader Xi is ready to take action. Who should he choose?

No matter who it is, Xi Mingming couldn't help but reveal an intriguing smile as if he saw countless small bills coming towards him like a mountain pressing down on his head.

Anyway, when Miss Zhang, who had come into the study to report something, saw it for the first time, she was so frightened that she almost ran out of the door.

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"Who?"

"The person who came introduced himself as the leader of the Yingui Sect, Zhu Yuyan, and brought his disciple, Qianqian, to visit the Sect Master."

Xi Mingming scratched his head. "I thought that after Song Que, no more knights from the Central Plains would rush to provoke him. It seems that Song Que is not as powerful as Li Shimin said. His deterrent power is very average."

Wang San, who had just returned from a trip to the prairie, happened to hear his clan leader muttering enthusiastically.

Apart from Aunt Fang, the only person who could enter Xi Mingming's residence without any obstruction and without reporting was Wang San.

Wang San turned and left. It was too painful to face the sect leader who could never have a clear understanding of himself, so he slipped away.

"return!"

Wang San stopped walking, put on a bright smile, turned his head but not his body, and asked, "Is there something wrong, Sect Master?"

This posture shows that you are ready to run at any time.

"You're the one who broke into my study, and you're asking me?"

Wang San lied with his eyes wide open: "I went to the wrong place."

She just wanted some pocket money and didn't want to ask Aunt Fang for fear of being questioned.

"come over."

She would never go there. She would never be able to figure out with the sect leader how terrifying Grandmaster Xi was in the eyes of outsiders.

Wang San dodged and ran away, leaving only the sound of "I'll go help Aunt Fang take care of the braised eggs."

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Xi Mingming indeed had no idea of ​​her terrifying fighting power.

Zhang Jin said that he was in the center of a siege of more than 30,000 people. At Yuchi Jingde's command, the grandmaster said to take action... Thousands of troops, with their true energy pouring out, forcibly tore open a path.

If you say capture him alive, then capture him alive.

Do you have Song Que's fighting power?

No.

Do you have 30,000 people to protect you?

No.

Then who would dare to challenge such a terrifying grandmaster without fear of death?

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Let’s take Zhang Jincheng as an example.

It would be fine if Sect Leader Xi just killed him directly. No matter what the people in the martial arts world think, Zhang Jincheng is indeed a beast, and everyone will just applaud on the surface.

Sect Leader Xi refused and she captured him alive.

Not only did she capture him alive, she also tried him in public.

Zhang Jincheng and all his subordinates were spat on by the people of the whole city, and then they were openly executed... This, this, this, is so shameless that any martial artist would be ashamed.

The Xi clan is good at martial arts, but lacks martial virtues... Stay away! — The consensus among the martial artists.

You are not Song Que, and you cannot afford such a high fee, so you are not that respectable. ——Misunderstanding from the martial arts people.

In places where Sect Leader Xi could not see, the Grand Master's mighty reputation frightened all the evildoers in the world.

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Wang San sat on the threshold of the orphanage, unable to figure anything out.

She asked Aunt Fang, who was taking care of the orphans of the martyrs, "How did the clan leader grow up? If the Turks accidentally mention the clan leader now, the sizzling roasted lamb leg will fall to the ground with a plop... Why does the clan leader insist that she has always been gentle?"

Aunt Fang wiped the child's saliva, put the child on the kang, patted him, and when she saw that the child was sleeping soundly, she came over and sat down side by side with Wang San.

"The young lady has always been very gentle." Aunt Fang smiled warmly, as if recalling something.

Wang San: ...holding his head in pain.

The young lady in Aunt Fang's eyes and the clan leader in everyone else's eyes are completely different people.

How depressed she was, why would she ask Aunt Fang?

Aunt Fang gently patted the dust off Wang San's shoulders, and then helped her tidy up her scattered hair. She laughed and said, "If the young lady wasn't gentle, would you have been following her around since we first met on the grassland?"

The young lady had personally praised Wang San's animal instinct.

"I was..."

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Wang San was stunned. What was that?

She knew that there was a way to survive if she followed the sect leader; she knew that no matter what happened, the sect leader would not only not push her to death, but would also protect her behind him.

Outside Wuyuan County, a thousand refugees refused to accept the supplies distributed to them by the clan leader. All of them knelt down and begged the clan leader, wanting to follow her and ask for a way to survive.

We don’t know whether we can preserve our temporary supplies, but we all have a clear idea about our lifelong livelihood.

Even the former village head, Brother Xiong, would occasionally recall that it was the most worthwhile and fortunate moment he had ever kneeled down in his life.

The clan leader was helpless at the time, with a dejected look on his face, but he finally admitted defeat and promised them: "Okay, okay, follow me, all of you follow me. I will try my best not to let you starve to death."

From then on, Wang San made up his mind that anyone who wanted to harm the sect leader would have to step on her corpse.

Even though Wang San knew from the beginning to the end that without them, the lord would be truly invincible and no one could hurt him. With them, the lord would have a weak spot.

Wang San nodded, "Yes, the leader is indeed gentle."

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Zhu Yuyan, who was facing Sect Master Xi, said: …The Mieqing Sect and the Yingui Sect have the same origin. Sect Master, is it really okay for you to be so mean?